Sarah
La  la  la  la  la
la  la  la  la
la  la  la  la
Where  are  you  going  tonight?
Where  do  you  dance  when  they  turn  off  the  light?
And  your  eyes  as  they  roll  in  your  head（?）
Spin  you  around  as  you  lie  on  the  bed
But  I|m  not  keeping  time
Upon  the  creeping  vine,vine
He  was  the  one  made  you  fall
But  he  couldn|t  help  you  at  all,not  at  all
So  he  packed  up  and  jumped  from  the  wall
Pushing  his  luck  past  the  ghosts  in  the  hall
Still  I|m  not  keeping  time
Upon  the  creeping  vine
Oh  Sarah
You|ve  done  it  all  to  yourself
With  your  bottle  of  gin  on  the  shelf
And  your  love  letters  sent  to  yourself
Oh  Sarah
You  used  to  say  you  were  lucky
Now  your  luck|s  running  off  down  the  stairs
To  the  arms  of  another
At  the  back  of  her  mind,there|s  a  photograph
Of  a  child  all  alone  in  the  dark
She  can  tell  by  the  bell  ringing  back  at  her
She|s  lost
Where  are  you  going  tonight?
Dressed  like  a  ragdoll  with  holes  in  your  tights
And  your  eyes  as  they  roll  in  your  head
Spin  you  around  as  you  fall  out  the  bed
But  I|m  not  keeping  tight
Upon  the  creeping  vine,I
Oh  Sarah
You|ve  done  it  all  to  yourself
With  your  bottle  of  gin  on  the  shelf
And  your  love  letters  sent  to  yourself
Oh  Sarah
You  used  to  say  you  were  lucky
Now  your  luck|s  running  off  down  the  stairs
And  you  realise  nobody  cares
Take  the  bottle  of  gin  from  the  shelf
And  pour  me  another
Da  da  da  da  da
La  la  la  la...
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